When The Pieces Come Together


When the pieces come together, something sweet and adorable is created. Tucked into the fall foliage of the grape vines is a hand pieced doll quilt I recently worked on while I traveled to visit family.


This is what the top looked like in progress.


This is how the top looks now the piecing is completed.

Hand piecing the little fabric pieces felt like a puzzle coming together in my hands.  I’m looking forward to quilting this top!

Hope the pieces of your life are coming together for you!



Playing with Stars


I’m out and about visiting family this week.  While traveling, I like to keep my fingers busy with a project or two.  I’ve been slowly hand piecing this little star quilt together.  It’s a work in progress.

Happy Wednesday!

 Whatever you are doing…Keep Going!


The Goats of Boring Goats.com


I had fun visiting the goats behind the products made at BoringGoats.com.


I liked meeting this fellow, Dominic.  He was rather spunky!


This one was so cute!


Out and about!


Oregon has a beauty all its own!


A view of Mt. Hood from Boring, Oregon.  I like the periwinkle colored mountains leading to the snow capped mountain top.

Hope you are having a good week!


A Doll Quilt


I finished this 15.5″ x 18.75″ doll bed quilt last week.

image-5  It is made of 2.25″ antique squares given to me from a friend.  These blocks were already cut and were waiting patiently to be used.


I used a cotton-bamboo batting, hand quilted it, and washed it after the binding was in place.


Whatever you are up to today…Keep Going!


The Little Things


I finished painting the guest bath…a soft shade of green.  I found this napkin at a second hand store and thought it would make a nice decoration in this room.


I put the napkin in a hoop.


I quilted it, put a binding on it, and found a place in the bathroom to hang it.


I’m hoping to add a few more updates to this bathroom like a new hexagon tiled floor.

I like how the little things can spruce up a space and make it feel new again.

Happy Monday!


“I am his Zen”


While traveling around the East Coast this summer, I met with a friend I haven’t seen in over 20 years.  We had a short window of time to catch up; we shared a quick synopsis of where life had led each of us over the years.  I’ve been mulling over something she said for months now.

What did she say?  You ask.

During the course of this exchange, when thinking of her husband, my friend paused, sighed, and with a slight chuckle said,

“Well, for me, I am his Zen.”

This statement caused me to pause, as I felt an imaginary yarn needle poking me on the left side of my back…just above my hip. I thought to myself, “I’ve never heard anyone say something so sweet, yet so satisfying, and with such confidence in her relationship with her spouse.”  

It seems to me there are several levels of relating in marriage relationships.

There is a way of relating that brings a bit of frustration between partners that goes like this: “I married you, and now I want to change you, preferably into the image I think you should be for me.”  Setting aside the whole idea that perhaps this individual was made in God’s image and already has a creator, each spouse tries to recreate his/her ‘lover’ into their own image.

 Yep…been there, done that.

Then there is a style of relating that is somewhat successful, which goes something like this,  “I let him be him, and he lets me be me,” a gracious, and mild acceptance of the other, that can sometimes feel like the spouse is held at arm’s length.

Yet there is another relationship style that recognizes each spouse as an individual endowed with a generous heaping of respect for the gifts and differences and has a great appreciation for their partner, an unconditional acceptance, delights in who his or her partner is, and wouldn’t want them to be any other way. The ingredient of delight in what each partner brings to the relationship makes the difference.

 The sunny day my friend shared, “I am his Zen,” I knew I had heard something I always believed to be true, but had rarely seen.  My friend’s words helped me to see a real example of yet another level of relating; a love that is not easily found, a kind of love that is really out there.

 A few words come to mind when I think of the word Zen:  The yin to my yang, that which brings balance, a place of comfort, rest, and peace in the paradox of one’s being.  I’m sure you could add a few words, too.  Still, I was quietly stunned by my friend’s words, because she absolutely knew what she brought to her spouse…her uniqueness and differences were valued, appreciated, needed, a joy and ultimately a place of rest and refreshment to the person she cared for the most.

In closing, I keep thinking of Brene Brown’s words from an interview she gave, she said, “Love is not something you get; it’s something you nurture.”  This…this way of investing and appreciating a partner is one of the great joys found in life, and if I were being honest, I think it is something we all want. I’m so happy my friend found it! How cool is that?


Tumbling Blocks


In my “spare” time, I’ve been playing around with this little top made of tumbling blocks I’m hand piecing together.  I have two completed rows of six blocks each to attach to the main body.  The completed top should be about the size of a small wall hanging or a nice size doll quilt.

I have a gob of projects in motion…so many quilts, and so little time.